Dear Dean,
I've started sleeping again. Sam moved in. He's worried about my sleeping habbit. I keep telling him it's nothing to worry about. I thought I heard him talking to you last night, even though you can't talk back. I asked him if he would like to write to you but he keeps saying, "Its okay.". I just wish you really could read these and write back. That would be amazing. I'm gonna get back to sleep. Goodnight. I love you.
Love, Cas
